Chapter 1869 This City Changes Its Name and Is No Longer Called Yanshan

"This old ghost is too shameless." Wushuang Saint said secretly, "Li Hanxue, how are you going to deal with it?"

Li Hanxue said: "Do you really think we are soft persimmons that you can manipulate at will?"

Yanshanjun showed a trace of contempt: "Isn't it? Do you think that you can compete with me just because you set a record in the Thirteenth Pavilion of Archery Trial?"

Li Hanxue stretched out his right hand, and a white blade light slowly shot out, "You may rely on yourself as a ninth-level dragon king and think that we can't do anything to you. But what I want to tell you is that you are wrong, very wrong!"

The nameless sword-drawing technique was used, and the sword light flashed, and the Ghost Warrior Years Blade was placed on Yanshanjun's neck.

Yanshanjun had the intention of underestimating the enemy in his heart, so he didn't think about avoiding Li Hanxue's knife.

"Yanshanjun, hand over the Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow! Otherwise, after today, this city will change its surname and no longer be called Yanshan!" Li Hanxue said coldly.

Yeonsangun sneered, "Cut if you dare, but you only have this one chance to strike."

"Are you sure you want me to do it?" Li Hanxue cut into Yeonsangun's body.

At first, Yeonsangun thought that this was just a blade of air condensed by the power of the Dragon King, and that even if he stood there and let Li Hanxue cut him, it might not be a problem.

But the moment the white blade touched his skin, he knew he was wrong, very wrong.

A terrifying crisis that was enough to suffocate him came over him, and Yeonsangun didn't know why, but he felt like he was going to die at any time!

It turned out that it was the feeling of the life wheel collapsing!

With this knife, Li Hanxue directly cut off Yeonsangun's one million years of life, leaving him with two million years of life.

The pupils of the unparalleled saint shrank sharply, and his heart was shocked, "He touched the power of time!"

"You... you actually have this kind of power!" Yeonsangun was shocked.

Li Hanxue said: "As long as you are not a Heavenly Lord, you are not qualified to talk about immortality in front of me! Hand over the Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow to me, my patience is limited!"

The situation is stronger than the person, even if Yanshanjun is stubborn, he dare not joke with his life. He is an old Dragon Lord, who has lived for four million years and has three million years of life left. As long as his luck is not too bad, now that the world has changed drastically and opportunities have increased greatly, he will have the opportunity to break through to the Heavenly Lord realm.

It is not worthwhile to sacrifice his life for a Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow.

"The Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow you want." Yanshanjun opened the Dragon Lord and handed the Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow to Li Hanxue.

Li Hanxue took the Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow and left Yanshan City with the Unparalleled Saint Lord.

Li Hanxue was not afraid of Yanshanjun chasing him, because he knew that Yanshanjun did not have the courage. Even if Yanshanjun's power was several levels stronger than Li Hanxue, if he wanted to kill Li Hanxue, it would be impossible for him not to let Li Hanxue get close.

As long as Li Hanxue gets close to Yanshanjun, Yanshanjun will be in danger of falling with just one strike.

Unless he can avoid being hit by Li Hanxue and kill Li Hanxue directly, but this is obviously impossible.

Yanshanjun can only watch Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint leave, but he can do nothing.

"Um... cough cough..." After leaving Yanshan City for a million miles and coming to the center of a large desert, Wushuang Saint suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and coughed non-stop. wavv

"Brother Wushuang, what's wrong with you?" Li Hanxue said in surprise.

"I'm fine." Wushuang Saint kept panting, his face was as pale as paper, and his condition was extremely bad. "I'll be fine after a rest."

"I didn't expect the Blood Sacrifice Clan's moves to be so vicious. After so much time, your injury has not only not improved, but has worsened." Li Hanxue said.

Wushuang Saint smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe it's my bad luck. Among the twelve people on Longhui Island, maybe only you and I have met the Son of God. Brother Li, I won't go with you to the Wanshi Demon Dragon Clan. I must find a place to heal my wounds now, otherwise I will die!" Li Hanxue said, "How about I help you find someone to treat your illness? I know a few masters who are proficient in medicine." Wushuang Saint shook his head, "No, no need. The wound on my body was left by the Son of God of the Sacrifice Blood Clan. Basically no one can heal it. I can only rely on self-help. Brother Li, you don't have to worry about me too much. If I die, it's all fate. If God doesn't kill me, I will live forever." Li Hanxue wanted Ruo Meng to heal Wushuang Saint, but Wushuang Saint refused again and again, and Li Hanxue didn't force it. "Then Brother Wushuang, you should stay here and heal your wounds."

Sage Wushuang nodded: "Take care on your journey."

After Li Hanxue left the desert, Saint Wushuang rolled his eyes and fell directly into the desert.

Li Hanxue didn't know about Saint Wushuang's situation because he had already left the desert.

Li Hanxue looked back and thought to himself: "The advent of the Son of God will probably bring unprecedented disasters to the Nebula Continent. I killed Galanweisang, and Emperor Yan is Galanweisang's divine master. After he returns, he will definitely try his best to find the murderer. At that time, even if I can survive safely, he will go to Xiaokong, Xiaowan, Xueji and others. If I can open up the heaven before Emperor Yan finds me, and bring all the people in the martial arts secret realm into the heaven, I can get rid of my worries."